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22 April 2010

Call Me Silly


Have you ever been in love?

I found myself reach the middle of silliness in the name of affection that I gave to someone—him. And I don’t think it’s the limits even I know it just too much. I spend my whole time to write a poem of him, paint his photograph to a paintings (based by the photographs of him that I found from his profile), wrote some stories that the man’s character is mostly liked him (his birthday or height, his favorite color or looks). I’m just too crazy, literally.

I even made some poems about it.


Love Is..

When you have a thousand pray for him
And a hundred for yourself

When he always looks good
With or without glasses and braces

When you think about marriage,
Dying to say, “I do, for better for worse.”
And you really mean it

When you put your hand on the stove for a sec and feels like a minute
But sit beside him for a minute and feels like a sec

When he broke your heart
But you can still love him with all little pieces

When dozens scars means nothing
But one little happiness means everything

When you truly believe that he’s better than Lucas Till
Even nobody thinks they could be an equal comparison but you

When love equals him
And he equal life

When you try so hard to find another
But you failed when you’ve got a dream about him in your sleep ever time you’ve tried

When you take a day to fulfill half of your thick diary
And almost a decade to say those three words

When your heart beat faster when you saw him
And your hearts beat stops when he say hello

When you hear some silly love song in your room
Then wondering what he’s doing right now cause you start to miss him

When you think you can wait forever and take a chance
And start to prove it right now

When you wrote a diary or poems
And 85% of the topic is your overwhelmed affection and him

When you want to get what you want
Even you’ll lose what you had before

When your name that you used to hate sounds nice
After he called out your name just to say hello

When your biggest dream is hold him tight
And the wildest one is never let it go

When you imagine a nightmare if he were gone
And all your last wishes is to be haunted by ghost of him

When the best feeling in the world is when he says hi
Cause even if it’s just for a sec, you relief that you’ve crossed his min

When fate means you to lose
And you give the biggest fight you ever did

When you want to be his strength when he’s weak
And be the fortress when you weak

When you find out that friend of yours like him, too
Then you close your eyes and acts like nothing happen or change you seat away from her.
You won’t lose this battle even you’ll lose your friend
Cause you know that you just too mush in love more than people could imagine

When he get hurts
But you’re the one who get bleeding

When there’s too many way to love him
And you found that there’s no way to not love him

When night turns day and winter feels like summer
Every single day you realize how much he meant to you

When you jogging from your house to his
Cause you woke up in 5a.m. and miss him badly

When you put the best dress up and make up so you’ll looks prettier
Cause you’ll never knew when he’ll appears around you

When you better to live with single lever and stay together
Than have double but alone by yourself.

When you love him
Even he never ever realized it

Miss Melancholic of April

First of all, I wanna say Happy Earth Day for everyone (even probably nobody read this) and Happy Kartini Day for Indonesian woman, precisely. R.A. Kartini is a tough and strong woman in early of 19th century who fights for woman emancipation in Indonesian.

Anyway, I got this emptiness. I wonder why it happens when I got a plan to my life, but I feel no harm I’m just in love like I was when I don’t have any plan. Last week I didn’t think about anything else but love. I was being a silly girl last week with her hope and wish and pray every single night for the one she loves. But last night I’m thinking about my plan for my life in 5 or 7 years later. I was thinking about gifts ideas for my family and friends, I’m thinking about things I want to do to make them happy cause only God when I’m fired from life and somehow I’m afraid I hadn’t some chances to say how they’re so meant to me, how I love them and to appreciate them (even it’s only my imagination, I think that’s too far). I want to have my own business, make some clothing line in ‘House of Bugya’ label, design and made the first product by myself. I want to publish my novel that tells my thought and secrets by the character, and etc.

For a while, to be dead sounds scary for me. I haven’t met my soul mate and I haven’t realized my entire dream. Besides, I won’t make my family sad. But in other hand, dead it’s a sweet temptation so I could meet my Mommy, my sister, grandfathers and old friends (only if God let me enter His home).
Life is strange. Or am I a geek?

Anyway, I can’t help myself this week to not listen MYMP’s songs. A funny name from ‘Make Your Momma Proud’. It’s a band from Philippines and their songs are damn good. You should listen: ‘You Got It All’, ‘Till They Take My Heart Away’, ‘Tell Me Where It Hurts’ and ‘Last Chance’. It’s so meaningful.


Last Chance by MYMP

This is my last dance with you
This is my only chance to do all I can do
To let you know that what I feel for you is real

This is the last chance for us
This is the moment that I just cannot let end
Before I know that there’s a chance were more than friends

So don't let go, don't let goMake it last all night
This is my last chance to make you mineI kept my feelings so deep
I kept my dreams of you and me somewhere inside

Although I prayed that you would see it in my eyes
But this is my last chance to say
What’s in my heart before you stay out of my life
And then you’ll understand the way I feel inside

So hold me close cause it feels so right
This is my last chance to make it mine
Make this dream realitySo close and yet so far
Gotta find a way into your heart
Gotta speak my mind
Gotta open up to you this time
I cant let you slip away tonight
This is my last dance with you

This is my only chance to do all I can do
To let you know that what I feel for you is so real
So don't let goJust make it last all night long
This is my last chance to make you mine, yeah
To make you mine


I wonder if I still have this courage in this June. Or May. Can I say it face to face? I never want to have anyone heart but his.


Anyway, this is one of Van Gogh masterpieces. Starry Night. Look at this painting make me feels good, just like a burden in my shoulder has gone. Ha-ha, I’m too poetic today, don’t I?

21 April 2010

Roman Holiday



Princess Ann: Is this the Elevator?
Joe Bradley: This is my room.


I watch Roman Holiday for the third times and yet I still love it. I don’t know why. It’s an old movie, and we know old movie, somehow, looks silly with their over character. But I just can’t help it.

Roman Holiday is a movie plays by Audrey Hepburn in 1953 (she got Oscar for that) with Gregory Peck. Its’ about a bored Princess Ann (Hepburn) who sick of her life. While she’s in Rome for a interstate visit, she’s escape from the embassy and met Joe Bradley, an American journalist. I think this movie is one of her stylish masterpieces.


Oh how I really adore Audrey Hepburn!



20 April 2010

From My Friend's Lens


frankly, I like this pic (the BW one)



It’s been a while since the last time I post some pictures of mine with my style. Well, my USB port is like a shit when I need it the most and I lost my laptop charger so don’t ask me how the story goes. I can’t use my Daddy’s computer cause I’m afraid there’s some virus and since that computer is completely for working, I don’t want take a big risk. (Actually I’m alone now so I sneak out and use that computer).

Its some pictures of me, taken by my long-time classmates (we’ve been friend since the last year of elementary school). It’s not the new one, it’s taken about January or February this year cause I use my old frame of my glasses.

The pictures are good, but I’m so ugly there so I just take some of it. I realize one thing: I can’t smile when people take a picture of me. WHY?! Well, I can smile technically but that smile wasn’t good. I feel like Cruella de Vil or something. Oh no! I need lips plastic surgery or smile therapy!






6 April 2010

Just Want To Know


In 1996, a thief came into an insurance building and wants to take a safety-box. He can’t open it till the dawn, so he tries to take the box out by windows. Sadly, the box that so heavy fell down to his body and then he died. Police found out the body few hours later. There’s nothing in that box. It’s a very empty safety-box.


Hey, blog. I haven’t write for a while cause I got the most craziest weeks to national examination and etc. Anyway, I read that super-irony-true-story in a free magazine in my house’s area yesterday. It’s funny at first, then when I thinking about it, it gave me a new thought about life. That whatever we try to do, our plan even the most perfect one, no one could guarantee that it could be done.
I wonder if it’s same with fate and destiny stuff. Well, I don’t really believe that fate is really does exist. But I kinda believe in destiny and I substitution ‘fate’ words to ‘something that should be happen’ or ‘one of God’s plan’.


And it brings me to the next question. Could it be, by some chance, that we can change our future? I don’t mean to disrespect God and thinks that everything will still good even I don’t believe in Him, no way. I still believe that in my imagination, God had more than thousands plan for us. He may think, “If she goes this way, she will meet her ex-classmates that she loved once. But if she turns back and take another way, she’ll meet a new guy that will fall for her.” I truly believe that no option, no day is terrible and ‘bad day’ is used by people who are tearful, can’t see a good point in the worst, childish and take life too serious. Well, life is serious but sometimes there’s a humor in it, no? Turns the depression into laugh and jokes, then you’ll be alright.

Back to a question that spinning around in my head, could we chance the things that people call fate? Can we chance our future? It’s make a sense enough for me that we will never can change the past but future. But how far we could chance it? What if we change our life—ourselves mostly—and we trapped in some situation that God don’t write it down in our scenario of life (which is almost equal with a very bad life)?

Okay, I decided to make a list of my question to God if I meet Him one day by chance (surely it would be my day of death). Here it is, imagine if I were talk to him with light conversation:


  1. Why You let me saw my senior and make me fallen for him, then waiting in vain without any sense for years? Why can’t I forget it? (very unpredictable, so-me-question)

  2. How could You make a human with the organs, DNA and cell stuff? How? A man’s DNA is like a journey from earth to moon?

  3. And yeah, why don’t You fulfill the universe with oxygen? Why there’s no gravitation in there?

  4. Why You sent a human to live in the world if he/she will be a serial killer for people?

  5. How You make the prophets write your saying and join ever piece of paper into a Bible?

  6. If I were a boy, what my life would be? If he’s a girl, will I still loves him and make it mine when I can say my own confession cause a man can say what girls not able to say better? And if he’s still a boy, will I be a gay?

  7. Why you forbid and curse them because they were wrong? Is it You the one who makes their heart not from stone? Then why? Sorry, I know this is rude but I couldn’t help myself to ask it for years.

  8. If my mommy didn’t get ALS, my sister didn’t die and my brother still here, what my family would be?

  9. What if I’m a princess? Will I be a good Queen?

  10. If I live in 17 or 18th century, can I write a better novel than Jane Austen? Sorry, I’m just too confidence in my boldness.

  11. Why You let John Lennon or Martin Luther King or Abraham Lincoln died in their middle of age? And why Boy was dead when Coco Chanel loves him too much? (well, that’s my question when I was watched the movie)

  12. Is it true than Neil Amstrong is the first one who walks in the moon?

  13. Is ghost really does exist? Not only a human’s imagination?

  14. What Morrie Schwartz and John Paul II do in heaven? And my family in there?

  15. Why Emily Dickinson and Jane Austen never married?

Okay, that's enough.